The old people, women and children who Zuo Ting discarded that he thought were wastes were all treasures when they arrived at Lin Xi.

Because the kilns were ready-made, Lin Xi used the first batch of bricks to build a new pottery kiln.

Zuo Ting felt that he had "invented" the brick kiln, and compared with the original clay kiln, the moisture in the kiln was lower and the kiln formation rate was high, so he was complacent.

However, he didn't understand that the old craftsmen who had been firing pottery for many years could spit into the mouth of the kiln, and then judge the temperature in the kiln according to the height of the beating before the saliva was evaporated.

In ancient times, when there were no thermometers, they were able to determine the temperature based on the color of the flame.

Generally speaking, the flame is red at 500°C, the flame is dark red at 600°C, if it is bright cherry red, the temperature has reached 1000°C, the orange flame is 1100°C, the orange-yellow flame is 1200°C, the white flame is 1400°C, if the flame has reached the dazzling white, it means that the temperature has reached 1600°C

These are the experiences of generations of veteran craftsmen who have relied on countless failures.

Of course, there was no concept of numbers in that era, and the old technicians of the tribe only relied on their oral experience and their own years of exploration to control when they needed to heat up quickly and when they needed to control the temperature.

Not only that, but also the choice of clay and the concentration of oxygen in the air have a decisive impact on the kiln.

There was no tribal split in the plot, and all those old technicians were brought to the Yanhu Department, and with this group of experienced technicians, Zuo Ting's later brilliant achievements were achieved.

Now, almost all of these people were given up as waste by Zuo Ting or voluntarily chose to follow Lin Xi, and Lin Xi deliberately played a good double reed with Xue Xue in front of Yan Yun Mink, planting a seed of doubt in Yan Yun Mink's heart, and he didn't necessarily have a smooth journey to Yan Hu as in the plot.

By the time the snow season arrived, everything in the tribe was basically on track.

There is a way that the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade.

Thanks to Comrade Zuo Ting, a model worker, for hurrying up to build a brick factory for the tribe, leveling the land, reclaiming farmland, and even building a breeding farm.

Comrade Zuo Ting, who lives 1 thunder and 1 feng, is dedicated to benefiting others and not self-interested, does good deeds without seeking fame, and pats his ass and gets out of his mouth is really commendable, and he will always live in our hearts!

Before the weather was cool, Lin Xi asked people to pick all the fat and tender quinoa and dry them into dried vegetables, so that even in the snow season when everything withered, they could still have vegetables to eat.

A little girl in the collection group was puzzled and asked, "Maharaja, didn't you tell Wu that they only got the plague after eating this poisonous vegetable?" ”

"That's right!" Tartary buckwheat on the side smiled and explained to the little girl: "When the sun is more spicy in the rainy season, we try to eat less quinoa, as for the snow season, it will be fine, after eating this quinoa, as long as you don't expose it to the sun, there will be no problem." Or eat less, once in a while, or it's okay. ”

"Then why did the Maharaja wipe their wounds with salt water? Is it to make them hurt? The little girl asked again.

"The water given to them by the Maharaja is soaked in herbs, and although it hurts a little after adding salt, it will kill the insects in the wound, remove the redness and swelling, and speed up the healing."

Lin Xi listened to the tartary buckwheat patiently explain the knowledge she had instilled in her to the little girl, and she couldn't imagine that the sterilization and anti-inflammatory would become like this in the mouth of tartary buckwheat.

"This quinoa is actually a good baby, you little boy will not have worms in his stomach after eating it, and he will grow strong and good-looking." The mezzo-soprano peculiar to tartary buckwheat is very gentle, and it sounds like a gentle breeze blowing in the water

The little girl's voice was full of adoration: "Tartary Buckwheat Witch, you know a lot." ”

Later, this little girl became the successor of tartary buckwheat and became the great witch of the tribe, of course, this is a later story.

In other tribes, the snow season only hunts in the vicinity when the weather is very good, because most of the animals hide in the mountains, so they also have little harvest, basically the whole snow season is nested in the tribe to sit and eat the mountains or busy all kinds of popping to make the next generation.

And Lin Xi and they found a large piece of wild flax before, which made Lin Xi very happy, she led the whole tribe to spend two days to collect all the flax, and then dug a pit to store water and hemp.

Anyway, now that the tribe says that their lord is the god of fire, no matter what Lin Xi says, it is forbidden, and there is no need to explain the purpose of doing this.

Lin Xi tossed for several days, and finally soaked all the flax, what she did was the presence of the old god, but she was actually so worried that she couldn't do it.

Now that the hemp is back, the question is how to process it into clothes.

In the eyes of the tribesmen, their Lord of Fire knows everything and is omnipotent, but whether she is the God of Fire or not, he has a lot to say in his heart.

With such fanfare, a big pit full of linen is soaked, and there is no metal, how can it be made into clothes?

In those days, Lin Xi was leading people to hunt, while meditating, feeling that he was so worried that his forehead tattoos were about to come out.

Where can I find metal?

There are more than a dozen sewing needles in her space, but the question is, these needles are consumables, are they useless, and everyone continues to be bare?

Besides, she remembered that if the items she brought out of the space were used too often, the community would lower her rating, which she had eaten when she was in the game plane.

To solve the problem fundamentally, the only way to solve the problem is to smelt metal and make sewing needles.

Lin Xi felt that this ancient period was too fucked up.

No matter what you want to do, you need to get the tools out of your own first.

But she's not very good at that.

Bajie gave birth to a child - it's hard to die Brother Monkey.

Lin Xi decided that after returning to the community, she must make up for the relevant knowledge and learn one more technology, so that she will have fewer problems.

It's really not okay to take out those needles for emergency first, and you can't rub a pair of hemp rope on your body, right?

What she didn't expect was that the problem that had been bothering her for many days was solved after returning from a trip to Death Beach.

Mulberry grass was culling a fish smaller than a diasaur, and one of them was accidentally pricked in the finger.

As a result, the fish bones turned out to be slightly poisonous, and the fingers of the mulberry grass quickly swelled.

Because he had never been hurt by a fish, Tartary buckwheat came to Lin Xi to tell him about it, and Lin Xi, who was smelling the smell by the hemp pond, was called back to the tribe.

Lin Xi cut the wound of the mulberry grass slightly, released some blood, and told the tartary buckwheat that it was okay to rest assured, as long as some anti-inflammatory herbs were put on and not stained with water.

Then Lin Xi saw the fish that had been cut to only the skeleton.

This fish should be more advanced than the dinosaur, it has evolved to be very similar to the crucian carp bones of later generations, Lin Xi suddenly found that the fish bone is very peculiar, there are two rows of symmetrical fish bones near the central axis bones, and the roots are actually hollow!

Lin Xi's eyes suddenly lit up, this is simply a ready-made fishbone needle!